Friday the 13th is considered to be one of the unluckiest days of the year. It was pretty lucky for us! With Luke one of the top names we wanted for our boy, I was sold when we discovered it comes from "Luck." Luke surprised us 2.5 weeks early. Poor Gideon was waiting for me to get ready to take him to the zoo. I'll make it up to him here in a few weeks.
Here's our lucky boy, Luke. He's sweet and tiny and cute as can be! I am loving cuddling him, and I'm just about to leave the hospital and can't wait. I miss my other boys so much!!! And I swear my tailbone is bruised from this awful hospital bed.
Everything went very well...here's to little sleep for the next while!